May Sarton, "Of Grief", Selected Poems

them: r u ok

me:

Foggy breaths and clouded minds,

Take a pull and close your eyes,

Take my head and make it dead

Vex the vultures, fool the flies

Fill my lungs til my body's cold

Sell myself for some liquid gold

Remove the logic, keep the sense

Am I alone? My muscles tense

Meaning dissolves in front of me

Do I seek peace or recompense?

Am I in prison or am I free?

I'm just paranoid, or so I'm told,

Buried in clouds of liquid gold

...

"Liquid Gold" by Salem Eirny

You and I have begun to blur.

sorry i'm being an absent friend i'm being an absent self too

you'll carry on, somehow you always do

a burning hill // mitski

Désolé - my take on what the video/song means

So overall i think this video/song is about Murdoc not feeling like the band needs him and he finally realizes what he's done towards them and how horrible it was.

Désolé means sorry in French and this can be either from the band saying that they're sorry but they cannot accept Murdoc yet or it's Murdoc saying that he's sorry for what he's done.

"I'm a long way from land

Désolé

I don't know what to do

Désolé, désolé

Try to hold on to you"

This is about Murdoc trying to hold onto the band but he can't because they've come so far without him.

Symbolism

The gloves - symbolizes that anyone can take Murdoc's place. That's why they're green because they could be his hands. Noodle is the only other one in the band that can also play the bass.

The monsters - there are monsters in our everyday life, this can mean trauma or some form for inner demons. They're foggy but they are still there.

Ties to Plastic Beach

Désolé seems like it is also about 2D getting over Plastic Beach. We can see this through 2D going on a boat ride. He's happy and has an overall good time compared to Murdoc being left behind and crying.

I've seen people say this is like a reverse Plastic Beach and that Murdoc and 2D have switched roles in a way

Here are 2 parallels i noticed between Désolé and Plastic Beach

My Body is Rotting in the Forest by Guang Yang

it's rotten work, but without the rot nothing can grow